Treasure Island

SALINI NAIR

(kottayam)

Dharma


Dharma started a voyage
There it met a query
In its passport name was truth
Its sir name was compassion
Address was sanctity
The place was self control
City was forgiveness
The gentleness muttered
This is garbage
This is my id
Yet I dwell in some others shoe
When I stand at their base
Then my exact form visible
Then call me Dharma with this sir name! ! ! !

©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.

Submitted: Sunday, August 03, 2014

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (8/3/2014 10:14:00 AM)

    Wow. Wonderful write Salini....Beautiful description of Dharma with its full passport identity.... Wonderful... Loved it.
    Loved the wonderful lines.....
    Yet I dwell in some others shoe
    When I stand at their base
    Then my exact form visible
    Then call me Dharma with this sir name! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

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